Thanks for the invitation! I am in hell and have just become a demon king.

Hei Xi said confidently.

"Where did you come from, you three-year-old kid? You're already a god, and you're still complaining."

Xilin was instantly angered by this shameless guy. He was already such a grown-up, yet he went to complain.

Looking at this guy in black, Xilin's desire to take action became stronger and stronger.

"Hmph! Senior said that among all of us, I'm the one most likely to break through to the seventh level. When I do, there will be a battle between us."

"Also, the loser must unconditionally agree to one request from the winner."

"Just to my liking."

The two women looked at each other, and flames burned in each other's eyes. This was a matter of dignity, and they absolutely could not lose this battle.

"Alright, we are all family. Now that we have made an agreement, let's stop being so stern. Don't forget that this is Rias's home. We can't be disrespectful to the owner."

Lavinia felt a headache when she looked at the group of friends around her. Each of them was a problem child. In the end, was she the one who had to be the peacemaker?

Hei Xi and Xilin stared at each other, as if they were competing to see who would blink first and lose.

Yulander and Jörmungandr gathered together and sat in the corner, eating delicious food quietly.

Valerie's eyes were dull, and it was obvious that she was daydreaming, and her mind had long since wandered to who knows where.

After hearing what Lavinia said, the two women finally put away their cold faces and tried to maintain a friendly appearance.

Because Lavinia has always been an image of a big sister who is at peace with the world, both Hei Xi and Xilin have a good impression of her.

"Hei Xi, are you going to break through to level seven soon?"

Rias asked, suddenly curious.

"There's still a long way to go, but I'm the most promising one and should be the fastest one."

"Amazing!"

Rias said with envy.

Why does she only meet such amazing peers? It feels like a complete failure in her life!

"Rias, don't you have a brother who is a Demon King? You should have a chance of becoming a seventh-level master."

Facing Rias's subtle attempt to get closer to her, Kuroki blinked her red eyes, accepted the kindness, and said with a puzzled look.

"My talent is far behind my brother's."

Rias covered her face and said embarrassedly.

Thinking of her brazen remarks at the banquet, Rias felt extremely embarrassed. It was too difficult to become the master.

"Then I'll rely on my future husband!"

"This, this won't work. Chen is already a famous ruler in this world. If I want to marry him, I must at least be a sixth-level ruler. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing."

"Besides, although I don't know why Chen chose me, for the sake of the dignity of the Gremory family and my own dignity, I have to reach the sixth level before I can marry him."

A look of disappointment flashed across Rias's beautiful face, and then she spoke with determination.

Although the love that Rias longs for is pure and beautiful, even her parents' marriage is full of marriage alliances and interests.

Therefore, marrying Chen is the best choice. The mere fact of being able to marry Chen would make ninety-nine percent of the female demons in the underworld envious and jealous.

"Come on! I believe you will be able to break through the sixth level soon, Rias."

"Well, I will definitely try my best."

"Sister Rias, Dad actually likes you very much. Although you are a little special, if Dad doesn't like you, he won't accept you even if you are of great help to him."

Jörmungandr suddenly raised his head, waved his white and tender little hands, and encouraged.

"Xiao Yemeng, I understand. Thank you."

Rias said solemnly with a bright smile on her face.

"Jörmungandr doesn't want to see Sister Rias unhappy."

"Yemu-chan, what's so special about Rias? Can you tell me?"

"Sister Hei Xi, what are you talking about? Jörmungandr doesn't understand!"

Jörmungandr's blood-red eyes flickered as he answered with a bewildered look on his face.

........................

This cunning little girl must have figured out something.

Seeing Hei Xi being humiliated in front of Jörmungandr, Xilin finally couldn't help laughing, and it was the kind of laughter that was so loud that it didn't give any face.

"Xiao Yemeng, did the senior tell you this secretly?"

"No, Dad never told me about Sister Rias. It was Jormungandr who figured it out himself."

As the World Snake, how could he not see the immense luck and destiny in Rias? That was the favor of the world.

It can be said that Jörmungandr saw it more clearly than Chen, but she didn't tell anyone about it.

Hei Xi finally remembered that this little girl's talent was even stronger than hers. She was only at level six but could fight against level seven, and her body was even more powerful.

But is it true that this little girl’s talent is limited to a strong physical body?

No, there must be other talents. Perhaps that is Jörmungandr's true talent.

Hei Xi thought with a premonition in his heart.

However, seeing that this little girl had such complicated thoughts at such a young age, Hei Xi knew that he would not get anything out of her by asking any more questions. He could only rub the little girl's head unhappily, and then continue to get closer to Rias.

In short, it is always a good idea to build a good relationship with Rias, not to mention that it feels good to be friends with such a simple and kind girl.

Whether you are a good person or a bad person, you all want to be friends with good people.

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191. [Jörmungandr drags Sirin into the water] Please subscribe

At noon, in the Gremory's dining room, Rias's family, except Sirzechs, had returned.

"Father, weren't you in the Demon King's Castle for a meeting today? Why are you back so early?"

Rias asked unhappily, pouting as she sat next to her sister-in-law Anna.

She was sure that she and Miligas were the only ones in the family who didn't know that a great war had taken place in the Far East.

"Rias is upset because Sirzechs didn't tell you the news about Chen?"

Anna quipped with a chuckle.

"No, I'm grown up now. Why shouldn't I know about the big things happening in the demon clan?"

Rias said proudly with a blushing face.

"Little Rias, wait until you become a top-level devil before you say you've grown up."

Venelana rolled her eyes at her daughter and said with disdain.

"Mother, you've gone too far."

Rias was shaking with anger. Why did everyone look down on her?

"Rias, your mother is right. These things are too far away from you now. What you need to do now is to train hard and then prepare to go to the human world for training soon."

Rias's father, Geoticus, said with a dignified look on his face.

Faced with this father who had always left her with the impression of being rigid and serious, Rias finally didn't dare to refute him anymore.

"Oh, I understand, Father."

"Ms. Silin, Miss Sona, His Highness Jörmungandr, and all the other ladies, welcome to the Gremory family. I hope the Gremory family will leave you with a good impression."

Geoticus raised his glass, a faint smile finally appeared on his face, and he spoke in a gentle tone.

"Master Gremory, you are too polite."

Everyone raised their glasses in return.

"Big sister, where is Uncle Chen? Why didn't he come today?"

Milegas was arranged by his mother to sit next to Jörmungandr, and everyone knew what he was thinking.

But no one stopped him, not even Jörmungandr. With a cunning look in his eyes, he asked Miligas to sit down.

She also knew what Aunt Anna was planning, but with her Jörmungandr's precocity, how could she possibly look down on a little brat? However, having Miligas as a follower was definitely enough.

"Dad is in seclusion, why do you want to see him?"

"Uncle Chen is my idol, and I also have some questions about cultivation that I would like to ask him."

"Isn't Uncle Sirzechs amazing? Why don't you ask him?"

"I feel that father's cultivation method is not suitable for me. I don't like it."

Miligas said with a distressed look on his face.

"That's easy. Just ask me. I know a lot, so I can teach you."

"By the way, hurry up and get me some more food, I'm almost finished with what's on my plate."

For Jörmungandr, the advantage of Miligas sitting next to her is that he can help her get the food. After all, it is a bit inconvenient for her to hold the food with both hands.

"Big sister, can you?"

Miligas asked, stunned.

"Look carefully, today I'm going to show you a few tricks and show you that I'm not just a Big Sister."

Jörmungandr quickly ate up all the barbecue in his hand, then rubbed his greasy hands. A purple-black magic power emerged from the palm of Jörmungandr's hand.

In an instant, the grease on the little hands was destroyed without a trace.

"Is this the magic of destruction? No, pure magic of destruction is pitch black."

Miligas was confused. Although this purple-black magic gave off a hint of destruction, it was obviously not the family-inherited destructive magic he was familiar with.

"Big sister, how could you, could you..."

Because he was too shocked, Miligas couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"This is talent. You can't envy it. Otherwise, why am I your big sister and you are my little brother?"

Jörmungandr clapped his hands, retracted the magic power, and said with pride.

"Well, big sister, you are as good as Uncle Chen."

Miligas said with a tone of great admiration.

"It's good that you know. But you're not bad either. Even at such a young age, you know how to think about the training method that suits you. As my little brother, you're qualified."

Jörmungandr patted Miligas's shoulder and said in approval.

"Yes, big sister, I will definitely continue to work hard."

Hearing Jörmungandr's words of encouragement, Miligas spoke excitedly, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

As for the others, they were already speechless with shock after seeing Jörmungandr summon out magic that exuded a destructive aura.

However, Venilana, who was very familiar with the power of destruction, was certain that the purple-black magic was different from the destructive magic inherited from the Baal family.

Just somewhat similar.

"So, am I qualified to teach you now?"

"I'm qualified. Big Sister is the most powerful."

"Miligas, don't you like the training method your father taught you?"

"Mother, the cultivation method that suits Father may not necessarily suit me."

Miligas shook his head and refused, his young face revealing a hint of maturity that was not suitable for his age.

"Miligas, you can ask me, your grandma. I'm very strong."

Venelana showed off the non-existent muscles on her arms and spoke with mysterious confidence.

"Grandma, why do I feel that the eldest sister is still stronger?"

Upon hearing this, Venelana's color instantly turned gray, and she was deeply shocked by her own grandson.